Chapter 18

"Qiqiang, he'll definitely roll with the building tonight." Jiang Xiaotong snickered.

Jie Qiqiang's face blanched. "I just said that metaphorically."

"Lan Jianhong! Stop licking the gold, you're going to make it hard for me to sell it away!" Having a high monetary instinct was a blessing and a curse to Jin Liwei, currently it was a curse. Imagining a priceless item that would bring him many profits being treated disgustingly just made him mad.

For Lan Jianhong there was only him and the building in the moment, he rolled the taste of the golden walls on his tongue. There was something wrong, something terribly wrong. His face approached the golden walls, the only thing parting his eyes from sticking on the walls itself was his nose, pressed on the walls.

"Jianhong, would you like me to make you those peripherals made of glass?" Jie Qiqiang asked.

"They're called glasses Qiqiang." Jiang Xiaotong corrected.

"Ah, yes those glasses thing?"

Wu Jinjing interjected, "Jianhong could try one of the concoctions I made for eyes."

"..." No one dared to comment on Wu Jinjing's offer.

"Jianhong, use your spiritual energy to probe the insides of the walls. Sticking up your eyes on it won't help." Feng Delun sighed, he sometimes wondered how he ended up here with this group of people.

Of course Lan Jianhong ignored Feng Delun and his nose remained glued on the walls, constantly sniffing.

"What are you, a dog?" Jiang Xiaotong questioned.

Then Lan Jianhong seemed to flip a switch in his brain regaining his sanity, taking a step back from the golden walls. "This gold, it's pretty good."

Jin Liwei deadpanned. "It's gold, of course it's good you even like licking it, it's good to sell it too. With this quality of gold we'll receive a good amount of high quality spiritual stones once we sell it."

"Sell it?!" Lan Jianhong shouted suddenly, Jin Liwei jumped in surprise.

The cultivator in blue robes approached Jin Liwei, each step he took seemed to carry an oppressive feeling. "You sell nothing! Not a single piece of gold in here! Do you understand?"

A bead of sweat trailed down Jin Liwei's cheek, his neck craned backwards, avoiding Lan Jianhong's face. "You're too close, step back!"

"You will sell nothing! Nothing!"

An abacus surrounded with golden aura thrusts itself into Lan Jianhong's face. A loud crack sounded in the room, it was Lan Jianhong's nose breaking. Jin Liwei wiped his face with his sleeve. "Don't shout in front of someone's face! Your spit landed on my face, it's disgusting!" Jin Liwei retreated to Ming Yongnian's side, almost hiding behind the immortal, sending a piercing glare towards Lan Jianhong.

Lan Jianhong cradled his nose, back arched in pain, gritting his teeth, he was slouching forward. If the one to hit him were the likes of Jiang Xiaotong, a cultivator focusing on the offensive path, unlike the likes of Jin Liwei a scholarly cultivator, his face was done for.

Lai Meihui clicked her tongue. "Ahhh, you always end up like a kid with no brains when it involves buildings. It's only buildings you know."

"Jiayi, seeing that you are not fawning over Jianhong means your sanity has returned?" Luo Huifang needn't to ask, just the awful sour scrunched up expression of Li Jiayi should've been enough of an answer.

"What does it look like?" Li Jiayi sneered.

"Hahaha, how was little sister Wu Jinjing's potion?"

It was shit, was what Li Jiayi wanted to say, unfortunately if he said that Wu Jinjing would force him taste a far better version of the "romantics" potion, which was something that must not happen!

So instead Li Jiayi swallowed his bitterness and said, "It's good."

Hearing Li Jiayi's praise, Wu Jinjing seemed to beam like soft sunlight. "Thank you for the praise Jiayi." She knew that Li Jiayi hated the potion. But he still said that her potion was good, it's a win for her.

"Jianhong, why should we not destroy it?" Feng Delun was of course focused on the main topic.

"Because, this isn't some normal gold."

"Explain."

"It's a rare gold ancient builders used, the technique to create such gold was lost to time. These golds were created to hide what's beneath it from the eyes of even an immortal, like eldest brother. The carvings Jiayi seeks, they should be beneath it."

Jie Qiqiang knocked his knuckles on the golden walls. "It's pretty sturdy, how are we supposed to… peel it off?"

"If even the expert smith said it's sturdy, it'll be mission impossible breaking it without breaking the carvings under all the gold." Jiang Xiaotong quipped.

"We are not in a rush to discover what secrets lie beneath this golden mausoleum." Feng Delun stated.

"It's a monument mausoleum, the Conqueror of Gods was not buried here." Li Jiayi corrected.

Feng Delun sighed. "Anything else to add to the mystery Jiayi?"

"Well currently we are in the dark as to what connection the Da dynasty had with the Conqueror of Gods. Since the Da dynasty was founded several dozens of dynasties after the Xian dynasty. There should be no need for us to worry over the existence of a possible catastrophic enemy, since we have no direct ties to the heavens, which the Conqueror of Gods certainly have an ill feeling towards. His title suggests such."

"Then we have nothing to worry about." Wu Jinjing concluded.

"Yes, though we should still remain cautious and invest to uncover the secrets behind these golden walls. It might help us avoid poking a sleeping dragon." Li Jiayi said.

Feng Delun resealed the mausoleum into the pouch and allowed Lan Jianhong to care for it. The heavens know that if Feng Delun did not allow Lan Jianhong — the wretched building lover — to watch over the golden mausoleum, the man in blue would certainly haunt him.

Now comes the matter of Ming Yongnian's odd child.

Jiang Xiaotong blinked at the child, and the child innocently blinked back at him. He was apparently tasked to interrogate the baby.

What should he ask a baby? Hell, the baby couldn't even talk yet!

***

They had returned to their temporary modest house Lan Jianhong had built. The cultivators lounge around the room, each of them seemed to be relaxing. Evidently Li Jiayi and Lan Jianhong were both avoiding each other, with the two each occupying another corner of the house.

Though their laxed image could not be far from the true situation. All of them were playing the game called "we're eavesdropping, but we're pretending we're not".

The cause of this predicament was none other than Ming Yongnian's baby child, who according to Ming Yongnian was a transmigrator or a reincarnator much like Jiang Xiaotong.

The "shocked pikachu.jpg" face represents Jiang Xiaotong's feelings over the situation perfectly. He was given the task of interrogating a baby, who potentially was an adult.

"Forget about interrogation, how am I supposed to ask a baby some questions?" Jiang Xiaotong met the baby eye to eye.

"Ah, ah!"

"She can communicate telepathically. Also, Xiaotong, take five steps away." Ming Yongnian said.

"Eldest brother, I can't have a conversation with your daughter if I'm so far away."

Ming Yongnian gave him the "are you serious" look. Jiang Xiaotong's eyes landed on Ming Yongnian's collarbone, this was indeed awkward as heck. The baby was still comfortably bundled inside Ming Yongnian's robes.

Even if he and Ming Yongnian were sworn brothers, sticking your face close to your brother's abs was rather… yeah, alright he'll take a step back, as suggested he took five steps away.

"Eldest brother… why do you carry your baby inside of your robes?"

She's technically an adult in a baby's body right?!

"Carrying her with my hands is a hassle."

Jiang Xiaotong was pulling his hair and screaming inside, you can just spell her to float!

But arguing with Ming Yongnian once he made up his mind was useless! So Jiang Xiaotong swallowed his complaints for another day.

He opened up a telepathic line with the baby.

Pretty uncle!!!

Jiang Xiaotong almost jumped out of his own skin, he wasn't expecting a loud voice right when he opened a line. Why was this kid calling him "pretty uncle"? Not that he minded of course. Jiang Xiaotong was pretty after all.

[You have quite the energy.]

"Ah! Ah!" Of course!

What a smug midget. [Why do you call me "pretty uncle"?]

"Ah~" Because uncle is really pretty!

[As expected of eldest brother's daughter, you have good eyes.] And he was going out of topic. [Well, I'm here to ask you questions.]

The baby tilted her head, it was rather cute, Jiang Xiaotong could imagine a question mark over the baby's head.

[You're a transmigrator right?] It honestly felt like Jiang Xiaotong was asking about the weather to a baby. But how was he supposed to ask a baby whether she's a transmigrator or reincarnator?

The baby stuck her hands into her mouth. Father asked me that.

[And you said yes?]

The baby hummed.

[So can you tell me a little about yourself?]

I'm my father's baby!